There's no way I can pick only one, but maybe I can give you Edwin Morgan's 'Strawberries', to which I often come back as it depicts all the universal feelings in its unique way: love, memories, transiency and eternity of it all.
STRAWBERRIES
There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
sitting on the step
of the open french window
facing each other
your knees held in mine
the blue plates in our laps
the strawberries glistening
in the hot sunlight
we dipped them in sugar
looking at each other
not hurrying the feast
for one to come
the empty plates
laid on the stone together
with the two forks crossed
and I bent towards you
sweet in that air
in my arms
abandoned like a child
from your eager mouth
the taste of strawberries
in my memory
lean back again
let me love you
let the sun beat
on our forgetfulness
one hour of all
the heat intense
and summer lightning
on the Kilpatrick hills
let the storm wash the plates
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2007-11-29 10:52:14
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answered by Anonymous
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Interesting poem, this is. Baby talking with God!!
A Baby's Talk with God
by Gagan Bhambry
I am yet to be born
Yet to see the world
Who will take care of me
When I will come.
World is cruel
And people unfair
What will I do
If I got stuck anywhere
I don't know the people
I don't know the places
I don't know the language
And I don't know the dialect
All I know is you.
My father, my creator, my lord
What will I do
If I need you oh! Lord.
Then God replies:
When you will be born
You don't have to worry
As I have sent an angel
Who will take care of you honey.
When you have a problem
And you can't find the way
Tell her the problem
And she will find the ways
When you are happy
And world seems to be heaven
Share your happiness with her
And you are heaven to her.
And when you are sad
And everything seems dull
Just talk to her
And she will make the place worth living.
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2007-11-29 20:06:42
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answered by ari-pup 7
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if i could be god for just one day
by Maynard S. Clark
I would like to be God for just one day,
I'd give all my creatures a chance to play.
I would bring to the suffering quick release,
I'd give to the frightened comfort and peace.
And those that were suffering would hunger no more,
I would heal all the wounded, bleeding and sore.
I'd close all the doors where sadists reign,
With their tests and their knives so ready for pain.
I would open the doors of the cages wide,
And offer their freedom to those inside.
I would throw out the traps that lie in wait,
For a small furry creature, a cruel fate.
I would close all the bullrings and break every spear,
And the rabbit no longer the greyhound would fear.
I would clean all the oil from out of the sea,.
I would let all the fish in the nets go free.
I would throw out the arrows that pierce so deep,
I would give to the tired the blessing of sleep.
I'd close all the tracks where the races are won,
By horses abused to make them run.
I would teach little children that birds are frail,
And puppies and kittens.......don't hold by the tail.
And the bunnies and chicks and ducklings so small,
I would not let stores have for sale at all.
I would free all the animals raised for fur,
I would tear down the ranches where they were.
I would open the pens that are stacked so high,
So legs could run free and wings could fly.
I would silence the sound of the hunters guns,
I'd give speed to the legs of the fox that runs.
I would break every rope by the rodeo used,
I would comfort the cattle the cowboy abused.
I would make all the streams run pure and sweet,
I'd show mercy to animals used for meat.
I would offer green grass to the worn out nag,
I would throw out the snares in the hunters bag.
I would break all the clubs that batter their prey,
I would take all the poison and throw it away.
I would close the arenas and bloody pits,
Where roosters and dogs are torn to bits.
I'd find homes for the homeless in cities and farms,
I would gather the strays in my loving arms.
I know it's not given to mind of man
The workings of God to understand,
But oh how I long for the day to come
Bringing help for the helpless, tortured and dumb.
And I mean no irreverence because I say
I would like to be God for just one day.
2007-11-29 19:00:54
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answered by ♠נυѕт ¢αℓℓ мє кιтту♠ 4
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Chicken Town by John Cooper Clarke
2007-11-29 18:36:59
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answered by Anonymous
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There are many- however one of my favorites is:
The Night Will Never Stay
The night will never stay,
The night will still go by,
Though with a million stars
You pin it to the sky.
Though you bind it with blowing wind
And buckle it with the moon,
The night will slip away
Like sorrow or a tune.
~Eleanor Farjeon~
2007-11-29 19:23:44
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answered by S75 3
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